The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Justin Kney suddenly raised his head and looked out the window with a solemn expression.

　　 There is a strange reddish brilliance flowing in his pupils, and his pupils reflect a pattern similar to a crosshair.

　　 "What's wrong, Justin."

　　 Count Barbara raised his head and made a low and hoarse voice: "Has the winner been decided?"

　　 After a while, Justin recovered and nodded to the old Viscount.

　　 "Yes, my lord."

　　He said in a deep voice, "Gerald is dead. And neither of those two were injured."

　　 "Oh, unfortunate."

　　 Count Barbara nodded nonchalantly, and said softly: "Then keep staring."

　　 Immediately he lowered his head and continued to chew the food slowly indifferently.

　　 He squatted his body, and his thin body could see a protruding spine, his arms and thighs were as thin as a skeleton, and his skin collapsed on the bones. In the sunken eye sockets, his eyes are muddy and without emotion.

　　 He tore off a piece of pigeon meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed slowly.

　　Although he is very old, Viscount Barber has always refused to eat light food. He would rather put seven or eight false teeth on himself than give up eating meat.

　　 On the plate in front of him was a roasted pigeon, a foie gras with apple sauce, lobster stewed with cream, tomatoes and basil leaves, and a plate of grilled shellfish.

　　For the age of Viscount Barbara, this is undoubtedly a very high-risk diet. Even if his age is reduced by twenty, this meal may be life-threatening.

　　 But he has maintained this eating habit for more than 30 years.

　　 There were often young priests who had just come to Roseburg, and they saw this posture when they ate with him and wanted to stop him. But Viscount Barbara completely dismissed these so-called healthy diet suggestions and had never heard a word.

　　 He was only in his fifties that year.

　　 And now, he is about to be ninety years old.

　　-the priests who had persuaded him to maintain a healthy diet, after all, did not survive him.

　　 Nowadays, Justin is generally used to the old man's weird character.

　　 If someone refutes his opinion positively, as long as the opinion is reasonable, Viscount Barbara is usually not angry.

　　 But if the Viscount didn't ask questions, others would start to talk and talk to himself... he would be very bored.

　　 As long as he doesn't ask, he doesn't bother to say it.

　　 He and the Viscount were sitting at the same table for dinner, but they were far apart from the Viscount.

　　 This is not because of keeping a distance from the Viscount, or for maintaining status or etiquette.

　　 just because, "can't open".

　　 Yes, I can’t open it.

　　 Unlike the exquisite food in front of the Viscount, the food in front of Justin looks very rough. It can even be said that it was just a matter of putting the pot directly in front of his eyes.

But in contrast, the amount of food in front of Justin is extremely exaggerated-several plates of half a meter in diameter are filled with all kinds of sausages, boiled meats and barbecues piled as high as a hill. Made a thick sauce. Ordinary people can't eat half of it even if they eat for three days and three nights.

　　 There is no dish, no bite of rice.

　　 Only honey syrup that is drunk as a drink.

　　 On the whole, it is undoubtedly tired to a terrifying level.

　　 But for Justin, this is a necessary "ritual."

　　 Every time he thought that he might be about to usher in a battle, he would apply to the Viscount for a rich and weird meat dinner.

　　 This is related to the content of his curse:

　　The curse he holds is called [overload hunger].

　　 [No matter how much food is stored in the abdomen, as long as you are injured once, you will inevitably fall into a state of extreme hunger after one hour; at the same time, if you have not eaten raw vegetables in the past three days, you can get a temporary ritual: overload hunger]

　　【Overloaded hunger: You can “overload” up to seven days of intake of food in advance, and no matter how much food you eat, it will not affect your own agility. Each "overload" stores a day's energy, you can get twice the extra speed of physical recovery]

　　 This is a very powerful curse.

　　 If the maximum amount is overloaded, then Justin can get a steady stream of physical recovery within an hour of entering the battle. No matter what kind of fierce battle, it won't make him feel tired.

　　 Therefore, he would use hammers and axes to fight. After being overloaded, he can even run at full speed for an hour, or untiringly wield his weapon at full strength for an hour.

　　...... But it is also a very money-burning ability.

　　 This means that Justin can't eat lettuce once.

　　 Otherwise, every time you want to use your own curse, you have to wait three days. And if Justin really wants to go all-out, he must continue to eat enough food for more than 160 hours to digest him.

　　 Among those foods that are not easy to digest, meat is the easiest to swallow, and lettuce is the least easy to eat.

　　 But Justin did not tell Viscount Barbara that he can actually eat other foods...So far, the Viscount only thinks that his curse needs to be triggered by eating meat.

　　 Justin did not sell his life to the Viscount after all.

　　 They are only a long-term employment relationship, and naturally they will not tell the Viscount the specific content of their curse. Knowing the curse of others is usually equivalent to mastering the life and death of others.

　　 The dinner that Justin applied to the Viscount had a lot of requests, but also had a lot of weird details. The purpose is to distract the Viscount and misguide his thinking.

　　 For a senior hunter, hiding his true curse content in many weird daily behaviors can effectively increase the chance of survival.

　　 After all, their profession is relatively hateful...

　　 He ate for a while, then suddenly paused.

　　 He felt it—the two Bronze tier supernatural beings separated.

　　 This information must be reported to the Viscount in time.

　　 So Justin immediately said: "The two of them are separated. One continues to stay at the City Lord’s Mansion, and the other rushes towards it."

　　 "Not bad."

　　 Alvin Barber narrowed his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "It seems that you won't be needed tonight."

　　 "You look very confident."

　　 "Yes, because I gave him a condition he couldn't refuse."

　　 Count Barbara smiled and said, "Actually, I left two people there.

"If Gerald wins, the tax officer Mr. Nottdamm will greet him... He can tell Gerald directly what price I can offer him. I can't say that. But Nottdam is just an ordinary person, he doesn't know the identity of Gerald, he can say it.

"And if Don Juan wins in the end, it will be Deputy Commissioner Ferdinand who will greet him. The purpose is to imply that Roseburg's security forces are completely controlled by me. That is to admit it. The assault was indeed my idea... but he couldn't take my word for it, because the entire police station was mine."

Viscount Barber said calmly: "Don Juan Gerante is a rather weak man, just like his father, with so little cleverness, but inexperienced-he thought he would be able to come to Roseburg by himself. Caught my words and found evidence of my illegal purchase and hiding of the black fire.

"But he didn't know that evidence is only effective when he is in a dominant position. So I have to ask Ferdinand to suggest to him... tell him that I am under Gerald's control. I’m mindful~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but can he really believe it?"

　　 Justin asked subconsciously.

　　 "He has to believe it."

　　 Count Barbara chuckled, "Because Gerald is dead... The dead can't speak, but I will. They can't get evidence.

"He came to Roseburg just to find evidence, but I bombed my own home, and all the black fire has been used up... I also bombed it for him. Tell him that it is impossible to find me to break the law. The evidence is out.

"On the contrary, even the previous evidence was destroyed. And it was not my hand, it was Don Juan himself-so he could only endure and hold it back. Come to Roseburg and negotiate a peace with me. "

　　 The old man said slowly: "I let Ferdinand hint him that all the unpleasantness before can be ignored. Now that I put the posture down, he has only three choices left:

　　 "Either, bring Salvatore over, kill you and me, and then push all the faults on Gerald; or just recognize this dark loss, leave decisively, and look for the next opportunity.

"Either, he came alone... This means he took the initiative to disarm his weapon, gave up resistance, and negotiated with me. After all, he can guess that since we and Gerald can maintain a balance of power, at least they are not weak To him. And without Salvatore's protection, Don Juan himself must be weaker than us alone, and he cannot conflict with us—that is, he has given up.

　　 "And I naturally wouldn't make him too ugly. After all, we don't have any deep hatred."

　　 The old Viscount did not change his face: "I just troubled him casually and made him exhausted. Don't mess around in these months.

　　 "——Wait for a few months anyway, there will be no Gerant family anymore."